Page 86 of Love Me in the Dark
ER /Trauma Scene
Human Trafficking
Revenge
Mention of Murder/Planned Murder
Reader discretion is advised.
AUTHOR NOTE
For timeline the events in this book lead up to Aftereffect. First book in the Order of Ravens and Wolves. You do not need to read Aftereffect to read this.
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Louis
21 years ago
The more power someone had, the higher their entitlement became. In their mind they could do no wrong, and everyone else was beneath them. This was especially dangerous for the adolescent mind. They already thought the world revolved around them, add wealth and power into the mix and you had a powder keg ready to blow. Because no matter how untouchable someone was, everyone fucked up.
“I can’t believe you left Martin in control.”
Speaking of fuck ups…
Ryker Hudson redefined that term. He was impulsive, unrelenting, and didn’t give shit what anyone else thought. Especially guys who had a stick up their ass like Martin Creswell.
I shrugged. “He was a better choice than Dean.”
There was something off about Dean Whitley. I couldn’t put my finger on it, I just knew that he wasn’t right. And that was before Cora.
“Trust me.” Ryker rolled his green eyes. “Anyone would be better than Martin.”
“Unfortunately there weren’t a lot of choices. You’re here with me and Sebastian hasn’t graduated high school yet.”
Martin was a stickler for rules. That was exactly the kind of person I wanted to run The Order in my stead. The secret in secret society part would be thrown out the window if Dean was at the helm.
“You could’ve asked your dad.”
No I couldn’t. “You know the deal they made.”
“I had nothing to do with that.”
Typical Ryker. “You were the one who wanted to go after him.”
“Yeah,” He slid his gaze my way. “But I didn’t kill him.”
And that was where I fucked up. To be fair, the guy did rape Dean’s girl, so he kind of had it coming. Given, I probably could’ve handled it in a more discrete way, but what was done, was done. The only thing that mattered now was how I handled my fuck up. Some people chose to hide and blame their mistake on someone else. I preferred to face my problems head on, and squash them like a bug.
That’s how I was looking at this grand college experience. It was simply another stepping stone on my way to the top. Technically I was already at the top, but a king didn’t hold his throne by becoming complacent and lazy. It didn’t matter how high up someone thought they were, because there was always another step above them.
We rounded the corner and headed down a path to a large white house with music blaring from the open windows.
Ryker immediately smiled. “It’s a good turn out.”
My lip curled at the crowd stumbling around the yard.
All these insignificant people with their little frats and sororities wouldn’t know what true power was if it slapped them in the face. Their biggest concern was where the next party would be held. They were the metaphorical bugs waiting to be squashed, and I was the foot ready to crush them. Heavy is the head that wears the crown.
